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Friends have love-hate relationships. Friends stick up for you even if it means they look stupid Friends will laugh at you when you trip over your own feet, Only because they know how much of a goof you are, and they love you for it. Your friends know when you're sad because they know you when you're happy. Your friends joke around when you mix up your words because they do it too. Your friends give you random, and sometimes creepy, hugs, because they don’t know if it will be the last one or not; and they want you to know how much they absolutely love you. You friends also give you random gifts, and then you feel bad because you didn’t think about it fist; and you have nothing to give them back but your comfort. Friends hold the delicate thing that runs your body, your heart.
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
Friends
Friends have love-hate relationships. Friends stick up for you even if it means they look stupid Friends will laugh at you when you trip over your own feet, Only because they know how much of a goof you are, and they love you for it. Your friends know when you're sad because they know you when you're happy. Your friends joke around when you mix up your words because they do it too. Your friends give you random, and sometimes creepy, hugs, because they don’t know if it will be the last one or not; and they want you to know how much they absolutely love you. You friends also give you random gifts, and then you feel bad because you didn’t think about it fist; and you have nothing to give them back but your comfort. Friends hold the delicate thing that runs your body, your heart.
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
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